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  • The Random Song that Hits You...

    I remember the first time I heard this song by Alpha Rev.  It stopped me.  That doesn't happen very often to me anymore.  I listen to, practice, and play music everyday.  I hear SO many songs.  And so many are quite good, but lack that heart tingle, that wave of atmosphere that I used to experience in the 90's.  But every great once in a while, I it happens.  And, well, it's like love.  The whole room changes and you are swept into it.  

    This weekend, I just thought I'd share a little gem like this one.  I hope our music will do that for somebody somewhere.  Because that is one of music's greatest gifts.  A lifting, pulsing moment when hope and joy and thought intermingle to create an atmosphere where the listener can settle in and imagine and dream and be inspired.  Music does this so so well when it is done right.  OH, to have every song I hear make me feel something!  

    Happy Friday!

    Love,

    Rachie and Dearling

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  • What Happens When You Take a Risk...

    What Happens When You Take a Risk...

    It's 2016.  And there's a part of me that is terrified.  But this part of me is the smallest it's ever been.  Probably due to a whirlwind 6 years in music that make any rollercoaster ride look like a walk on the beach.  But still, this year, it's a little different.  

    For the first time, I walked away from steady work to take extra time to pursue my songwriting career and band.  From Colorado.  Which is meaningful.  We can't move, we have to stay here.  And all the industry analysts assure me, I can only become a successful songwriter in Nashville, or LA.  I don't have a shot.  So I'm jumping off the proverbial cliff.  Choosing to believe that a way will be made where one doesn't exist yet. 

    The old me would have called this crazy, nuts, temporary insanity, a risk to run after the riskiest business in the world, a failed decision.  That old bat is still tinkering around in my head, holding onto that fear like a bitter old woman in denial that her life is almost over.  But it is.  

    Not because I know what is going to happen.  Not because I have it all figured out.  That fear mongerer is breathing her last breath, because I took this step.  I'm running after my dream.  Not hobbling, not spending my extra time on it, I'm actively pursuing it with all of the energy I can give it.  I'm the Optimism Superhero.  Optimism lady.  Well, three quarters of the time, at least. 

    The Old Bat says, "But dreams don't pay the bills."

    Optimism says,  "But maybe they can!"

    Old Bat,  "But maybe they won't."

    Optimism lady, "But maybe they will!"

    Bat,  "But maybe you're not good enough."

    Optimus Mom Hero "But maybe I am!"

    Bat, "But maybe, even if you are good enough, nobody will buy your music.  People don't buy music anymore."

    Optimism Lady, "I will find a way."

    Will I find a way?  I need to pay the bills, feed my kids, go to the dentist.  But I also need to teach my kids a sense of adventure, what it means to take a risk, how to dream and pursue a dream.  I think so many people have this discussion with themselves.  

    We were made to live and walk in hope.  So I'm writing this with every intention of stamping out that final flicker of fear.

    Optimism lady chose this year to make her big break.  Boy, I hope she does it.  See you on the other side;)

    Your friend Rachel from the family of Dearling.

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